Chapter 929: Ding Nan broke the customs

In Dongwu City, there are still a group of people who are rushing to Tianzhu Mountain.
"Come on, you can give me some of these wastes!" Ding Nan hurried on the mountain road leading to Tianzhu Mountain. She was as fast as a fly, and the speed was amazing, like a strong rouge horse.
Because of the battle in Nasu, Ding Nan committed the taboo of the Chinese practitioners, and her sorrowful spirits became one of the most jealous magic weapons of the Chinese practitioners. No one wants to be close to her, so the big event happened in Tianzhu Mountain. No one took the initiative to tell her, but the Japanese practitioners saw her and Li Yundong after the war. They talked very much, so she was afraid that she would fall to Li Yundong at the last minute, so almost all the sects in the Chinese practice circle, Japan The practitioners all visited the door, but the Wuhuashan Yinyang faction hosted by Ding Nan was no one to pay attention to. No one came to visit.
But after all, there is no impenetrable wall under the sun. It is too difficult for a modern information society to hide one thing.
Although Ding Nan is obsessed with the practice of practice, it can be said that he is a crazy madman who is even more crazy than Zhou Qin. He can't wait for twenty-four hours to be used for forty-eight hours.
All her time was placed on the way of practice. Although she almost never asked about the surrounding things, her disciples were savvy and aware of this matter.
Although the news was a little late, Ding Nan was well aware of it. The Chinese rookie was so frustrated that he immediately set off to Tianzhu Mountain.
At the beginning of the road, Ding Nan was still on the shelf, sitting on her exaggerated high-rise chair, and she could go out for a while. Ding Nan found that something was wrong. They climbed to Dongwu. It’s been two days since the city’s time. When they go to the Tianzhu Mountain, I’m afraid I’ve already gone to the mountains!
Ding Nan was also worried about the safety of Li Yundong. When he gritted his teeth, he went to Tianzhu Mountain.
At this time, although it was the most abundant rain in the early spring, today's Dongwu City is cloudless, the sky is pure and clear, and ordinary people seem to be able to look into the space through the sky. At this time, Ding Nan does not dare to It’s not a good thing to fly into the air or be photographed.
Therefore, she ran all the way, the two legs and the motor generally kept stepping on the ground. She was repaired as a master of the golden body level, running all the way, the speed is not only reduced, but also faster and faster.
The disciples of Wuhuashan Yinyang School are all masters who are not solid inside, and who are not suffocating. Although running seems simple, it is the most test of a person who has a long and not long breath and does not solidify. Running down the road, the yin and yang sentiments were almost all left behind, and even Song Guohua was no exception.
Only Zhao Jing, who had a South American style and was transformed by the Lingyuan Lingdan, was struggling behind Ding Nan. The brown-haired beauty ran black, but still could not keep up with Ding Nan’s footsteps.
Although she would have to rest at this time, 10 to 10 can escape from Ding Nan, Ding Nan is busy to go to Tianzhu Mountain, certainly no energy and time to catch her back.
Zhao Jing can stay long in Ding Nan’s time these days, and he is gradually attracted by the magical practice. Although Ding Nan’s daily life is harsh, he is not as cold and ruthless as Zheng Yuan. Some people have a taste, so Zhao Jing is afraid from the beginning, slowly becoming curious and yearning, and now it is already deep in it, and it is hard to extricate himself.
Zhao Jing ran for a while behind Ding Nan. When she was about to keep going, she suddenly found that Ding Nan was suddenly standing in the footsteps. Zhao Jing was stunned and stopped. Her mouth was quite awkward. The Chinese dialect asked: "Master, Master, what happened?"
The longer Zhao Jing has been in China these days, the more Chinese language has been learned, so she can communicate with others. She asked her, and Ding Nan put a palm on her and told her not to talk.
Although the economic development of Soochow City is extremely fast after the reform and opening up, it is the premier city in the second-tier cities in the country. However, Tianzhu Mountain is located in a remote suburb, surrounded by wild mountains and mountains. Therefore, Ding Nan and Zhao Jing are in this barren hill. In the wild ridge, if you encounter a sneak attack and die, you will die in this place, I am afraid that no one can find it for a few hundred years.
Ding Nan’s vigilant Zhang looked around, and after her eyes swept in a circle, she suddenly said:
Which friends are here, why don’t you meet up?

Zhao Jing also widened her eyes and looked around. She saw that although it was not a deep forest, but the trees were lush, the rocks were everywhere, it was really a remote wilderness, not to mention people, even a ghost. The shadows are invisible.
Zhao Jing could not help but ask: "Master, there is not even a bird here, where is there?"
Ding Nan sneered and said: "You are not wrong at all. How can this wild mountain ridge not have a bird? So, don't hide, so the inferior illusion of the illusion will not be played in front of me!"
When Ding Nan’s voice just fell, he saw three figures appearing in the surrounding area. The three men in front of the three wore a kimono. The one headed by the Abe’s young patriarch Abe was straight ahead. He was counted in the younger generation of Japanese practitioners. The masters, who are proficient in various yin and yang illusions, were transferred to guard around the Tianzhu Mountain, blocking the secular mortals with the illusionary tactics, preventing them from advancing into this place, and not letting everything happening in Tianzhu Mountain.
Abe had seen Ding Nan straight ahead. He was quite alert and said that he had a Japanese language. The one who was inseparable from him was the orange child. She translated the words to Ding Nan: "What are you doing here? Now Tianzhu Mountain It has already closed the mountain and cannot enter and exit at will."
Ding Nan was furious and yelled: "Fart, here is China, not Japan! I want to come here, but also need to ask your Japanese opinions?"
Abe straight and the orange child heard a sigh, turned to look at the next person, next to this person wearing a robe, but a young disciple of Zhengyi.
The disciple said to Ding Nan: "Dingzhangmen, now Tianzhu Mountain has been closed up by the Chinese and Japanese practitioners, you can't go up."
Ding Nan’s anger is unstoppable. She stepped forward and sighed:
Why can you all go up the mountain with these martial arts, and it’s my turn to go up the mountain?

Zhao Jing also said to help at this time: "Yes, you have no power to do this!"
The Zhengyi disciple was in a dilemma, and he had to talk again, but he saw that Ding Nan had stepped forward. He quickly stopped in front and said: "Ding Zhangmen, you..."
Ding Nan waited for him to finish, and then raised his arm and smashed him like a chicken, then threw it out.
Abe straight and the orange child were shocked and faint, just about to go forward, but see Ding Nan turn to glare at them: "If you are not afraid of death, stop me from trying!"
Ding Nanxiu is getting deeper and deeper, and she has experienced the war several times. Her temperament and discouragement have been slowly honed out. With a little mastery of the style of pedestrians, she’s drinking this sentence is really amazing, so that Abe and Tachibana have The feeling of "gas is the best", the two did not dare to block the time.
Ding Nan snorted and turned around, his hands darting forward, and suddenly there was a ripple in the place where the fingers pierced. She shouted and pulled both sides, tearing it apart. Gap.
The gap had just been torn out, and there was a burst of glare in it, followed by a deafening roar and Buddhist scriptures.
Zhao Jing looked inside, but saw nine golden beams under the foot of Tianzhu Mountain rising from the sky in several directions. The sky was rolling with nine colorful clouds, and the color ripples of one after another spread toward them in all directions, but spread to them. When I was in front of me, I was blocked by the squad, and it was scattered into colorful dust, like a cherry blossom, which was dazzling.
Abe straight, Tachibana, and others were sent to guard the periphery, and there was no idea in the heart. After all, who wouldn’t want to see the most powerful battle in the world?
The two of them saw Ding Nan’s hard-breaking squad, and they couldn’t help but look inside. It’s not good to see it. At first glance, the eyes can’t move away.
They only saw a three-headed, six-armed, unmoving king sitting on the upper half of the mountainside of Tianzhu Mountain. It was Li Yundong’s incarnation of the yang god.
The six kings of the Ming and Qing dynasty kept holding the big manuscript, and in front of him was a middle-aged Taoist wearing a robe. This Taoist man held a sword wrapped in green, yellow and black, the body of the sword. The three gods are continually absorbing this power from the waters of the heavens and the earth. As soon as they are lifted up, they will shake the sky and the wind will surge. The momentum is so vast that it is like a catastrophe.
The priest waved his hand, and the Three Emperors sword headed toward Li Yundong. The Excalibur cut through the sky and brought out a long three-color afterimage, which seemed to split the sky into two paragraphs!
Ding Nan looked at the shock in her heart. She had seen the Three Emperor Sword. At the Cailian Conference, the Three Emperor Sword was taken down by the Shenxiu, which caused her to have a lot of contempt for the legendary Excalibur.
Can look at it now, this sword in the hands of this middle-aged Taoist, the power is terrible, one hand and one foot, it is really a change of power!
Ding Nan couldn't imagine it. If this priest came to his own sword, how can he resist?
In fact, no matter whether it is Taoism or Buddhism's magic weapon, the more powerful the magic weapon, the more clever it is, the more clever.
Ding Nan’s own mysterious five-footed soul-soul jade is also very simple, that is, shouting the name of the other party, and then the ghost of the Nguyen Wuzhang’s soul is pouring out, pulling the other’s soul into it, there is nothing more. Huatou, there is nothing in the whistle of flowers.
The three emperors are also raising their hands, and then a sword, and then a simple action, the power is so dare to look straight.
The Qingcheng School has been stationed for thousands of years, and it has not stood still until now. It is because there are three swords of the town’s magic weapon. The Xuanyuan sword has already been lost, and the four swords of the Xianxian have been completely extinct. Therefore, the world’s spiritual world is actually the most powerful and ancient. Excalibur is the three emperors!
At this time, Abe straight and the orange child also stood involuntarily in the crack, and opened their eyes and looked into the inside. The Taoist who was thrown out by Ding Nan also forgot what happened before, dumbfounded. Look at the situation inside.
They only saw the power of this sword, the ghosts cry, and the world is big, but it is no match! Instead of moving the king, it is called "deterring all evil monsters and sweeping away all obstacles."
The strongest sword in the Chinese practice circle and the king of the kings of the Ming Dynasty, the head of the king of Zhu Ming, the unmoving Ming Wang collided together, but did not know who lost and who won.
The thoughts of several of them just emerged, and they saw Li Yundong holding a big handprint and holding the golden flash of the big handprint toward the fallen Three Emperor sword.
This mid-air Jinguang big handprint atmosphere is condensed, like the essence, it is Ding Nan and others are far apart, and I feel that this big hand print is like a golden golden floating massacre wall, and it is not to be shaken!
They saw that the big handprint and the Three Emperor Swords were getting closer and closer, and they were too nervous to take a sip.
Suddenly, this big handprint was in contact with Sanhuangjian, and the golden handprint immediately collapsed. The Three Emperors’ swords fell down like a broken bamboo. They successively smashed several large handprints, and they fell into the shadow of Li Yundongyang. God's head is on top.
Ding Nan saw this scene, suddenly shocked, did not want to think, immediately rushed in.